- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Free parking
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... this place will always be very special to me. Last night was only semi-drunken; Miran, the hostel owner and probably the favourite person I've met on my travels so far, showed us home videos taken during the war which again, were truly mind blowing. What struck me is that amidst the wreckage of homes, the sniper fire you can hear in the background and the general devastation, each and every member of his family is smiling ...
... mother being asked where he was and that they knew he was here. Bata explained that he doesn't remember walking out of the closet and standing in front the large Croat soldier. He said he was numb and everything felt surreal. The soldier smiled and said "Bata, it's me!" But Bata didn't recognize him at all. This soldier's commander came to check on things and this man lied, saying confidently "It's ok. He's a Croat like us." The commander left the house and Bata stood ...
... us down through Montenegro, Albania and finish in Corfu, Greece. Unfortunately they cancelled that on us so we decided to do it ourselves. Our first stop as I mentioned at the end of the Croatia adventures was Mostar. MOSTAR, BOSNIA We caught one of the "local international" buses which took us from Split across to Mostar in about 4 hours. The scenery along the way was stunning as usual, but we knew it was going to be amazing from our last time in Bosnia. There were ...
... a flicker in Leo's eyes at the border crossing, contemplating taking out another border agent I plead with him to be careful. These guys look serious. Like take out a gun and shoot you serious. And it would be such a hassle to get his body home. After driving in circles (yes even with my iPad as a make shift GPS we drove in circles), we finally find our hotel. Large and in charge Marge (i.e., my name for the woman at the hotel) sheparded a group of ...
... disappeared, every light fitting, bolt, screw, and anything else bar the bare concrete has been stripped and subsequently stolen and so all that is left is a big concrete mess with big cracks and an amazing view from the top.
As no one owns the building anymore, no one charges for entrance. However, we were forewarned that there would be a drunken guy who would ask you for a cigarette or money. Sure enough when we arrived there he was sitting in the dark on the ...